The Texas Chili Parlor in Austin, Texas is not a place that a vagabond traveler will stumble upon. Unless that traveler veers off the I-35 to avoid evening rush hour with the sole purpose of chillin' with a chilled pint. The bar is lined with locals matching wits with contestants on Jeopardy and the beer is indeed chilled. A sign in the corner deserves a second look and that second look gives rise to a search for a pen and a piece of paper.
Saturday, June 30, 2012
Poetic Edit at Austin's Texas Chili Parlor
The Texas Chili Parlor in Austin, Texas is not a place that a vagabond traveler will stumble upon. Unless that traveler veers off the I-35 to avoid evening rush hour with the sole purpose of chillin' with a chilled pint. The bar is lined with locals matching wits with contestants on Jeopardy and the beer is indeed chilled. A sign in the corner deserves a second look and that second look gives rise to a search for a pen and a piece of paper.
Friday, June 29, 2012
Jack Kerouac Bobblehead
![]() |
Lowell Spinners to give out 1000 Jack Kerouac bobbleheads at August 7, 2012 game. |
LOWELL, MASS. — The Lowell Spinners, Class-A Affiliate of the Boston Red Sox, in conjunction with the UMass-Lowell English Department have once again teamed together to salute Lowell's own Jack Kerouac, announcing this week a two-part bobble head plan.
Labels:
baseball,
bobblehead,
Jack Kerouac,
Lowell Spinners,
press release,
promotion
Thursday, June 28, 2012
Hating ≥ Opinion
Labels:
Africa,
Hating ≥ Opinion,
Namibia,
Nikolai Tjongarero,
poem,
poet
Wednesday, June 27, 2012
Quietly An Angel Comes
Indoors, the wounded are bare and bloodied,
With cold hands...she washes away the blood
Beyond the perimeter of her skill, she binds them
Witnessing the full force of hatred and violence!
Labels:
David Williams,
England,
poem,
poet,
Quietly An Angel Comes
Tuesday, June 26, 2012
The Yellow Rose of Texas
There's a yellow rose in Texas,
that I am going to see,
No other soldier* knows her,
no soldier only me
She cried so when I left her
it like to broke my heart,
And if I ever find her,
we nevermore will part.
Labels:
Emily West,
Mitch Miller,
song,
Texas,
The Yellow Rose of Texas,
traditional
Tuesday, June 19, 2012
Mother Road
The remnants of the Mother Road
head out of Chicago toward Lake Michigan
A patchwork quilt now held together
by nostalgia and by-pass detours
in the shadow of the Interstate highway
Go west young man, indeed
Labels:
Mark Butkus,
Mother Road,
ode,
poem,
Route 66
Tuesday, June 12, 2012
Mile Markers
Jesus is alive
or so he writes
on rural rooftops
as a northern day
breaks in the rear-view
and the west beckons
one more road trip
Labels:
Mile Markers,
poem,
road
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)